Airless Breath

But how? How is it that you, mylove, are the deepest breath and the harshest exhale all at one time? Standing next to you is the first time I breathe. All day. Yet somehow there doesn’t seem to be enough air in the room. I sigh in relief at the feeling of your skin on…

Balance: An Act of Perfect Imbalance

They say life is all about finding balance. Work-life balance, love-life balance, just balance. What we fail to realize is that balance is in fact an act of perpetual imbalance. I found myself on the lower side of that this week, feeling the weight of everything around me sitting solely on my shoulders; the weight…

She

You are either on her side, by her side, or in her way. She knows in order to achieve her greatest expression she must embrace her demons. She would rather struggle than be stagnant. She is sharp, with a witty tongue that tends to get her in trouble. She will always choose her own path…

This Stop: (WR)e(CK)xpectation

In my last blog I spoke about meeting ourselves where we are in the present moment.  To focus on our “right nows” and not “should bes”. Its funny however, when we realize just how difficult that actually is.  People often refer to the phrase, “easier said then done” when speaking about taking action. Oh how…

29: An Ode to Socrates (or someone like him)

This is what 29 looks like. At least the grainy, Samsung Nook Tablet, just got off work with a book in my lap kind of version of it anyway.  Just 2 days after my 29th birthday I’m sitting here on my couch in my newly moved into still unpacked apartment simply blown away that I…

Rants in 30: Just Do the Goddamn Dishes

I’m generally a ranting and raving person.  I’m pretty sure I get it from my mother, who to this day still rants to herself. (She thinks because she does in more of a whisper than a shout that we don’t notice.) But I do it all the time.  So I figured with a blog titled…

Row 3, Space 2: Where Everything Will Fit

I’m sure there’s some statistic somewhere that says x% of people have worked in a retail environment at one point or another.  Some do it for the summer in high school to support their latest iPhone addiction their parents finally made them pay for, others do it to get through college years and pay for their…

A Funny Little Story of Friendship

Twenty-one.  That’s how old I was when I first met Sheryl Stroud. It was 2009. She was a vibrant, friendly, no-nonsense woman with whom I had been playing phone tag.  I was on the hunt for a new job and had put my resume out on some websites hoping for a bite.  I can’t remember…

Coaster

It’s hard to love an addict. It’s hard to ride a roller coaster every day of your life, never knowing if this is the day the ride will derail. It’s hard to forget all the things that happen during the click clacking climb to the top of the peak, only to have your breath stolen…

Let’s talk about…. The Port Authority [Pt. 1] 

Port Authority Bus Terminal. Also known as PABT. And yes, it is VERY similar to that yearly exam from your gyno. Invasive, uncomfortable, and depending on your results after the experience it might just be total devesatation. First, let’s talk about the layout. This Monmouth beast has 3 floors + the escalator that somehow even…